CLICK DAT FLAG TWICE My lover's got humour She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disaproval Should've worshipped her sooner If the heavens ever did speak She's the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday's getting more bleak Fresh poison each week, "We were born sick" you heard them say it, My church offers no absolutes She tells me "worship in the bedroom" Only heaven I'll be sent to When, I'm alone with you I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well Aaay Amen Amen Amen Take me to chucrch I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I can tell you may sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good god, let me give you my life Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies, I can tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good god, let me give you my life
Just thought i could help by letting it sing all the way through! :) Thanks to: @FadeAwayWolf @floppyy88
